Chapter 346 "You've already helpedso much, Mr. Fawcett." Terrell's eyes were gentle and deep as they rested on her, a soft smile curving his lips.
"There you go being formal again," he teased lightly. "I told you before-drop the 'Mr. Fawcett,' didn't I? If you don't mind, callTerrell." Isadora hesitated, caught off guard.
She'd rarely met a man quite like him.
Polished.
Charming.
Remarkably poised.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEver since she'd met Terrell, he'd been unfailingly kind and courteous to everyone, never condescending or arrogant about his background. So at first, she hadn't thought much of it.
But now, her sixth sense-the kind only women have started whispering in her ear.
She took a small sip of warm water.
"Everyone else calls you Mr. Fawcett. I think I'll just stick with that-it's a perfectly fine name." Terrell's gaze lingered on her, searching and steady.
"Isadora, I really like you. Would you consider givinga chance?" Isadora's fingers tightened around her glass, and she bit her lip. "I'm sorry." Terrell nodded, his smile gracious and unruffled.
"It's alright. I'm not trying to pressure you. It's just-when I heard you were leaving, I couldn't help but say something. If I've made you uncomfortable, just pretend I never brought it up." After dinner, Isadora felt a little awkward. "I should head home." Terrell's tone was warm, almost teasing. "You're not going to start avoidingjust because I confessed, are you? If so, I'll regret being so impulsive tonight." Isadora didn't want things to get weird between them, especially since she still needed his help.
"Of course not." Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows, Rowena's eyes flashed with a wicked glint as she watched the pair from afar. Well, look at that-Isadora's already found herself a new man! Why is she always so damn popular? Just wait. Once I get you into Preston's bed-once you're soiled-let's see if men still line up for you. For days, Rowena had been scheming to lure Isadora out. But Isadora had blocked her everywhere.
No matter how sweetly she acted, Isadora completely ignored her.
Left with no other option, Rowena had resorted to following her-she needed to know her movements if she wanted to strike.
Vaughan Manor.
A sleek Maybach rolled to a stop at the gates.
Eleanor happened to be returning at that very moment.
Terrell and Isadora stepped out of the car together. Terrell greeted her politely. "Good evening, ma'am." Eleanor looked him over from head to toe: sharp gray suit, tall and straight posture, refined features, and an air of quiet sophistication.
"And you are...?" Isadora introduced them. "This is President Terrell-I asked him for help tonight finding a new executive manager." Terrell reached into the trunk and took out a box of supplements.
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Eleanor glanced inside the box and m nearly gasped. That wag a cafe, thousand-year-old ginseng root! S"small gift." "You're very thoughtful," she said, masking her surprise.
Terrell smiled. "I'll be on my way, then. I don't want to keep you from your family. A little while later, Isadora and Eleanor were back inside.
Suddenly, Eleanor slapped her thigh. "I just realized-Terrell! The Capitolion family? Theagh Fawcetts, aren't they that prominent elites?" Isadora just murmured an absent "mm-hmm" as she headed upstairs to shower.
But Eleanor hurried after her. "Does he like you?" Isadora frowned. Was she really that obvious? One look at her face told Eleanor everything.
"Isadora, I know you've decided to raise the baby on your own, but have you ever considered if you had the chance-maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing for your little one to have a good father figure in their life?"